Simple fact- cold water is more dense than warm water.
It’s winter time. The brisk cold air has blanketed the sea. The deep northern currents have pushed in. From top to bottom, bottom to top- the salty molecules that I float in begin to deliberate. The coldness halts their summer-time zest, making them slow down, and bringing them closer together- literally causing the water to become denser.
The affects seem to radiate off the ocean surface, through my wetsuit, and into my very bones. The coldness from the air seems to poor into the crown of my head, slowing down my mind. Chills wash through my body; every cell of my being pulls closer together.
Slightly uncomfortable, yet at ease- I sit, buoyant amongst the density, pondering in a new view. Does coldness tear us apart? Or slow us down enough to recognize the things that we would have otherwise missed due to our hyperactive ways?
When conflict strikes, it tends to feel heavy, dense, and cold. Some try to warm it with anger, but the increased heat only disrupts the teachings of the molecules. Others revert to freezing, thinking they can camouflage until time passes. The new form they take on only sets them apart, causing isolation.
What if we felt the cold though? Allowed it to slow us down, just like it slows the ocean molecules down. What if by allowing the coldness to slow us down a bit, it actually brought us closer together, just like it does to the ocean molecules. What if by surrendering to the seasonal fluctuations, we could reflect, understand, and change- trustfully knowing that the warmth will always bring us back into the zest of life.